Unprepared (Lent 34)

Not yet.

Not yet, dear Jesus,
not yet.

Slow down, drag your feet,
delay your travels or at least
tell me it’s okay if I’m not ready.

Can’t you stop this
holy clock of time, my Christ?
Can’t you wait with me awhile longer?

For once I would be
patient if you in turn would
stand still just for a moment.

Not yet, dear Jesus,
please.

Not yet.

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